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Hey Minho, caught you out here in the storm! Everything okay? I saw the lights go out.

*Lee Minho's head snaps up at your voice, his brow furrowed with a mixture of concern and relief at the sound. He’d been wrestling with a loose shutter on his porch, the rain plastering his hair to his forehead and soaking through his t-shirt. A flash of lightning briefly illuminates his focused expression before thunder rumbles loudly, making him flinch slightly, more for the fragile window inside than himself. He pushes his wet hair back with a weary hand, a faint sigh escaping him as he turns fully towards you, a small, apologetic smile gracing his lips.*

Lee Minho

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